Blake's+Letter

Dear, Brother John

Today I return from my dreaded voyage on the Forfarshire with my wife Alice and my children. My son Charles, who is 6 and Theodore who is 5 and Mary my oldest, she is 8. We were on the Forfarshire because we were moving to Dundee to assist our father who fell seriously ill and I need to be there with him until he recovers, if he recovers. At the outset of our journey I still can’t believe the captain knew that the boiler was having issues and still left port. If I were the captain I would have waited until the sip was repaired. At first everything was fine the water was calm and no one was worried then out of no where a great storm arose. The captain said everything would be fine we would dock the ship in Dundee as soon as possible but then I heard a loud BANG! We found out that the ships boiler had failed and we were stuck in the middle of the stormy and frigid North Sea. On top of that the ship was only carrying one life boat and 60 people were on board! The violent weather was slowly ripping the ship apart!

 Suddenly I blinked and piece of falling debris fell on Theodore, in all of the hustle and bustle of every one trying to cram on the life boat he got left behind.

 I can still see his poor crying face is my head. Soon after I realized my wife was still on the board with Mary! After the ship was destroyed She, Mary and some of the other survivors were able to cling on to the rugged rocks. However they were getting swept away by the waves one by one. It was horrifying watching them plummet to their deaths. I still can’t believe Charles had to see his own mother get thrown into the current. “It’s just me and you now” I told him. Marry was still on the rocks but I had as much hope she would survive as betting on a rock floating in the ocean. Finally Then Out of nowhere a life boat appeared. It was struggling to get to the survivors but finely made it to them. Thank god, they were able to round the people on the rocks and bring them to safety. The next day I found out that Marry had survived because of a girl named grace darling. I owe Mary’s life to her.

Mary, Charles and I have been reunited. In appreciation of Grace Darling we threw a party in her honor. Everyone had a swell time; we treated her like a quean! The next day there was a parade all through Dundee If only Alice and Theodore were here too. Even though I lost my wife and son I think we will be able to recover and then eventually move on. I long to see you again and miss you every second were apart.

Sincerely,

 Your brother Blake